Make Me Yours, Alpha Uncle

I died in a car crash—only to wake up as the "Wolfless," a disgraced princess despised by all of wolf-kind, and poisoned to death by my own stepmother before I even had time to breathe.

But I’ve always lived by one rule: kneel fast enough, and no one can kick you away. So the very first thing I did after coming back to life? Cling to the most ruthless regent in the entire wolf clan—and refuse to let go.

Hunted by assassins? The regent blocks every blade. Swallowed by a tiger? I tame the beast and turn it into a pet. Want to survive? I make the ice-cold regent beg me to stay with his own lips.

Surrounded by elite warriors and bolts of silk in his sprawling courtyard, I was moved to tears. "Your Highness," I said, "you've been so good to me. Tell me your heart's desire—and I'll make it happen."

The man lowered his gaze, his voice deep and low. "I want an heir."